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Lovely concubine CHAPTER 3
CHAPTER 3NAHANI walk impatiently, walking half lost, inside my own palace without knowing for sure what to do or how to act.What the hell is happening to me anyway?Wandering around the house, unnoticed, I'm already in the kitchen, like a boy, looking for Thurayya's support.Thura is my aunt, she was my nanny and breast mother, besides being my cook, housekeeper, and shoulder to cry on at the times I needed and when I didn’t.I go into the kitchen and the three cooks line up, as I walk through the door. Sometimes these protocols hit me. I raise my chest, trying to demonstrate to myself some authority, even though I am so lost, I cross my hands behind my back and do it with a nod.Jasmine anticipates and returns the greeting, bowing unnecessarily.- Good morning, Your Majesty.- Good morning, Jasmine, Fatimah, Nair. Where is Thurayya?Fatimah steps forward and stutters trying to explain, why do most of the time, people stutter when talking to me? Do I seem so rigid? I'd rather not t
Lovely concubine CHAPTER 4
CHAPTER 4BIANCANahan has just left my room, I look in the mirror, still lost in the sensations that I experienced for the first time. I've touched my body a few times, too few to be honest, but it's never been this way, as intense as now. I seek answers and I can’t understand myself: Nahan kidnapped me, plucked me from the bosom of my family, because of his personal revenge, the feelings I should feel for him should be of hatred, anger, repulsion; not this desire, this visceral urge to have him, to be his.I have always been a pruned girl, sexually and emotionally, my family's rigid religious beliefs have always made me believe that the pursuit of pleasure was ugly, vulgar, dirty.But when I am in Nahan’s arms I feel so beautiful, desired, complete. I blame myself and I'm ashamed, of what I feel for him, with him, it's wrong, it can only be wrong ...I finish getting dressed and when I'm about to leave the room, I hear knocks on the door. I open the door slowly, worried about being
Lovely concubine CHAPTER 5
CHAPTER 5 BIANCAWHAT IS LOVE (JOHNY ALF)Just looks, then smile, then likeYou looked at me, then you smiled, you made me like itI wanted to control my heartBut the emotion was so greatFrom your mouth I heard, I want you.I wanted to respond, I wanted to hug youEverything failedBut you held me and kissed me.Now I can argueIf you ask what love isJust look, then smile, then likeSometimes the dream is much more interesting than our reality. I know I have to wake up, but I still keep my eyes closed, holding myself in the sensations of a delicious dream. In that dream, I stare at Nahan, frightened and frail, facing me, completely naked.And when I look at his hands, they are fastened by thick fetters, which hurt his skin. I wipe away his tears and caress his hands. I take a key from the dress’ neckline, and with it I open his shackles, his handcuffs.He is free and I also feel free.Nestled in his arms, I feel him grabbing me with his strong hands by my waist, bringing me to his
Lovely concubine PROLOGUE
BY BIANCA MATTOS Anyway, after hours of a cruel trip, where I try to disguise my claustrophobia, the plane lands in Qatar at fourteen o'clock. I walk down the escalators, still a little hesitant, watching carefully if my veil is in place and if I am dressed discreetly. This is the first time I leave Brazil. Unfortunately, I did not get the time off from work to come to Brenda's wedding, but after much begging my boss at the UFRJ National Museum, I got a vacation and did not even believe it when Brenda said that my brother-in-law, Youssef, would pay the cost of my trip to Qatar. I still do not know him, but I think he must be a guy with a lot patience, because of Jo, to put up wit
Lovely concubine CHAPTER 1
KING NAHAN She continues to cry, without making boasts, quiet and placid like a sheep going to be sacrificed. It troubles me this frail girl, she does not quarrel, not curse me, she still doesn’t believe in the end that is waiting for her. And I strangely also look closely at those deep, vivid blue eyes and I find it difficult to believe that I will be able to end her life. But my plans must follow their course, Sheikh Karim did not have a second thought, pity on my wife and daughter. He knew that in that damn car were the only people who made my life have any sense and yet blew them to pieces. Since that day my life has been shattered too, in small and miserable little pieces of self-
Lovely concubine CHAPTER 2
"You do not do any good In liking, someone Nor me, nor me, nor meWho invented love was not IIt was not me, it was not me. It was not me or anyone. "(Dorival Caymmi, Nor me)BIANCAI move my body slowly in soft sheets and my skin shivers as it grazes on the satin, which caresses my body. I open my eyes slowly, fantasizing that last night was just a crazy nightmare and when I take courage, I lean on my elbows, I look at the sofa and I see that everything I have lived was the purest reality.I was kidnapped by a king of a country that I never even knew existed, he is without a doubt the most beautiful man I have ever seen in my life and all this would be rather bizarre if that guy was not now watching me with the calmest face on earth, after telling me loud and clear that my days are numbered.He looks at me in disbelief and I realize
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